Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two

"Ah --"

sharp pain in her palm brought her

of the pain and she withdrew her

Brody

ordered coldly, frowning.

take the pieces out, he had to

Would hurt.

the pale face of

couldn't bear to see her in such a pain.

"No --"

the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew

by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly

she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand

stained Tracy's

looked at her eyes, which were full of fear and timidity, and frowned.

"You know it hurts?"

your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here.

leap from the chair to the

by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this time.

Tracy was much more stubborn than

"No --"

her

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried about

looked at him ironically.

what he was doing

cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and

about you? How Shamless

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed on her

you up

to

struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the

as if she was

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

skipped a beat when he

little pain flashed

very feeble, but she was still

say anything

painful, you

at her. Then he made up his mind and said.

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at

open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh.

kind of fear rose from the bottom of

own thought

body, it must be shaken back

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream,

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand and made a

didn't know whether it was her tears or her

the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon

and pierced the knife

her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect

feel the knife cutting her

of the pain, her

finally could not help bursting into tears.

lips were cut and bleeding.

out several times to stop

"Idiot --"

with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared